Monday 27 December 2010

this universe

we cried and struggled during the delivery of ourselves, the day when we are born from our mother's womb. We suffered more during our process of growing up, going to school, get scolding from our parents and teachers from misbehaving, peer pressures, exams and sickness. We suffered from various emotions; jealousy, anger, disappointments. However these sufferings are normal to those more fortunate people. For those less fortunate they gone through child abuse when they are young, hunger, they have to work at a very young age to support for the family, some died during their childhood because of starvation, natural disasters, illness and accidents.
Now lets go back to the more fortunate ones, when they finished their studies they go to the workforce. They work for more than 25 years, which was a hard 25 years. Now they have their riches and properties. Then those unfortunate ones, illness came to them. They die in 5years time. They go through physical and mental torture. They take away nothing except their good and bad deeds done in this live. Since they take away nothing when they die, why do they live in the first place? They fought so hard for all those riches and die and took away not a single cent and property.
[In religious context] After they die they either go to heaven or hell. Their good & bad deeds are reviewed. Then they are reborn again to this universe of suffering. AGAIN and AGAIN life is a cycle die and born and again. The only way we can improve this life cycle is to help other people who need our help, make their lives better and eventually sufferings will reduce. We ourselves must be virtuous and compassionate, in order to reduce sufferings in this universe.

Sunday 12 December 2010

^.^

posted to 12C4I Battalion at Kranji Camp 2.
just now went to sim lim square with family as my brother is repairing his mac book. While the laptop was being repaired we shopped around sim lim square and bought refillable printer ink. The quality was good and was very cheap as compared to original ink. Went to Si Ma Lu's OG. There are discounts everywhere in OG. My parents bought me a wallet for my birthday. We also went to Guan Yin temple. After collecting my brother's laptop which took 2hrs to be repaired, we went to somerset 313 for early dinner as my brother is going for guitar lesson at causeway point at 6.15pm. We ate a pizza bought from an Italian restaurant at 313. It cost $19 for a seafood pizza. The crust was very thin, like roti prata. The ingredients was very little. Although it taste nice but a bit EX. We also went to Food Republic on the top level and ate Big Prawn Noodle($12), Laksa($5) and Korean pork set. The prawn noodle has 2 big prawns. $12 is till a bit EX. Thats all for now.
Will be booking in tml at 6.30am. Cya.

Saturday 4 December 2010

secondary school recall

2 days left in signal institute. i will not be going to 3 signal battalion. it is still unclear of where i am going.

MY SECONDARY SCHOOL DAYS:

Secondary 1:
My mum bought me to school on the first day. I am terribly anxious. A lot of new students are sitting accordingly at their respective classes at the parade square. My class is 1E3 however i went to the wrong class. i went to 1E2. I do not know i am in the wrong class until a student at 1E2 asked me which class i am. =.=
My secondary 1 life was rather normal. As i was a shy and quiet guy last time, i didnt have much friends then. That was once where my mum force me to join a certain sports CCA and she talked to the CCA-in-charge to get me to join. I did go for a few training lessons but after that i stopped going because it isn't my interest. Den the CCA-in-charge come and Kau Pei (scold) me. That CCA-in-charge fucked up. zzz.
I failed my english during end of year exams and demoted to normal stream. =.=

Secondary 2:
I was in normal stream at secondary 2. There was this guy called Ching(not his real name). I was afraid of him. He was outspoken and keep bully me. He would punch hard in my arms anytime he like and i dun dare to retaliate. He would take my bag and throw it to the end of the classroom and asked me to pick it up myself. zzzz that time i was too innocent and shy. I couldn't do anything to defend myself. I did think of ways to disturb him and all sort of weird ideas came into my mind; putting soil into his bag, write bad things about him in a teenage magazine and putting his real name, put worms in his bags and all those. LOL. But in the end i didn't do anything.
There was another guy named Javin(not his real name). He is a very FUCKED UP PERSON EVER. UNTIL NOW I CAN STILL REMEMBER HIS FUCKED UP FACE. I STILL CANNOT FORGIVE THIS FUCKER which cause much distress to me in my secondary school life. In secondary 2 there was a time he asked me to lend him my handphone. I let him use and before break time i asked to return me and he said after break time den return. I said OK. That was the last time i saw my handphone. After break time i asked for my phone and he said he 'LOST' it. My suspicion rose. he lost it? oh really. fuck him. how to lost a phone when he was at the canteen all the time during break? even it really is lost, and i went to the office to check for lost items. My handphone was not there. Maybe someone else too it? I dun think so. Javin's expression is a bit weird when he say he lost my phone. He never say sorry or anything. he just said i lost it. I CAN CONFIRM 100% HE KEPT MY PHONE. Later that day i lied to my mum that i dropped my phone somewhere on my way back home because i was afraid that my mum go to my school and scold Javin. It would cause a big commotion i dun want that. BUT I REGRET FOR LYING TO MY MUM. T.T
There was this teacher Ms Jane(not her real name) she was my maths and literature teacher. This teacher i cannot forget her because she is a good teacher whom teaches me maths from secondary 2 to 5.

Secondary 3:
Secondary 3 was a better year for me. My science and maths improved a lot and i started to work hard. I started to like school. HAHA. That is the time i get to know my good bunch of buddies, which i goes out with them everyweek now. I joined the green activists club which is manned by Ms Jane. This year Javin didn't do any stupid things to me.

Secondary 4:
This is the year i go for my major exam (N levels). That Javin gave me problems again. He took my spectacles one day during end of lesson for the day. He didn't return me. I was fucking distress and dunno wat to do (i am too stupid and foolish not to tell the teacher). Later i walked out of the school gate and walked like 900metres away from the school and he msg me say he put my spec in the classroom. I walked back to the school and find. It was not there. I was very angry at that time and i SMS him: 'Hey fuck you, you black hearted soul where is my spec??!!' He didn't reply me. I suck thumb and went home without my spec. 2 hours later he msg me back say he wanted to give back my spec and meet him at Vista Point. I went there and i saw him holding my spec. He wouldn't give back my spec until i buy him a chocolate bar. I suck thumb and buy for him and i got my spec back. Thinking of it i think i am the world's most DUMB + FOOLISH + IDIOT person.
My green activists club had a camp at sentosa underwater world. We slept at the underwater world. It was a fantastic experience that i can not forget. We had a rainy amazaing race around sentosa. It was just awesome!

Secondary 5:
This was my graduating year which is a stressful and dramatic year for me. I became part of class committee as secretary(although i always do nth as a secretary). And Ms Jane always treat the class committee meals, especially pizza hut. I was fortunate though. haha. I took my O levels this year. That Javin do a very stupid thing to me again. One day he asked if he could come to my house and use my internet for some research because his house dun have internet. I said OK. He explored my house he said wow what a big house. When he was using my computer i heard a handphone off tone. That sounds familiar. After the tone sound off he said he want to use the toilet for a while. I suspect nothing at the point of time. Then he continue to research until 7pm. My mum was nice she bought dinner for him and we ate together. When he went home i found something is not right. My MP3 and my brother's handphone is lost. I told my mum. Before he came the phone and mp3 is still there. Javin has no brain at all. my mum called Javin and scolded him the that night. He still deny and defended himself. My mum called her the next day and finally he admitted that he stole it. He said he would return my mp3 but he already sold the phone. My parents was kind enough not to call the police and inform his parents. My parents forgave him. I got back my mp3.
A month later a singtel bill came stating my brother's handphone number. The bill was $400. Javin used it. He did not sell the phone. Before my dad cancel the line he already used the phone. My dad was boiling but still forgave him and did not make him pay back the sum.
This year there was another green activist camp in the school. My friend's MP3 lost during the camp. Javin as there too. Ms Jane demanded the person who stole the MP3 to own up. As i was part of the committee, we have committee meeting. Ms Jane asked us who do we suspect. I voted for Javin. I support my answer by telling Ms Jane about the incident that happen in my house earlier this year. Ms Jane and the committee members was shocked. In the end Ms Jane forced Javin to return my dad the $400 if not Ms Jane would report to the principal. He agreed without any choice. Javin also admitted that he stole my friend MP3 during the camp. Javin made an apology speech in front of the WHOLE class about my incident and the camp incident. Whole class was shocked and soon he was isolated by everyone. Heaven did helped me this time. Namo Amitabha. My dad got receive his money, around $300. My parents was very kind not to pursue the matter. It as later found out that Javin gave my brother's phone to his mother to use. He was very caring towards his mother and i think he is very filial.
GOSH! what a dramatic secondary 5 for me. That is all for my secondary days.
This morning mum made honey milk plus oat drink and butter cheese marie biscuits accompanied by 2 eggs for me. How fortunate am i.
Later going to vivo to celebrate fren bday.

BELOW IS MY SECONDARY SCHOOL INNOCENT FACED ME AND MY BEST FRIENDS: